Lu Xun was anxious about this. When he watched Ning Nanyou's figure riding on his horse gradually disappear, he hurried back to the camp as usual and headed towards Zhou Yuanmo's tent. He opened the curtain in anger and shouted to the inside with a ugly expression: "Zhou Yuanmo, what are you doing today?"

The young man on the limu couch lay down, buried his entire face between his arms, motionless.

Seeing his appearance, Lu Xun's anger surged up, rushed to him, pointed at him and cursed: "My lord treats us like relatives. You have also said that nothing is more important than the lord and his plans. Why do you do such a thing today?"

The young man was still indifferent in the bedding.

Lu Xunxin felt ache in his tone and sweared: "Since you returned from Guangzhou, you have asked your lord to guard against Jiang Nu, but today you know that the maid is a spy in the Chinese court, but you still told her many secret matters? What is it for? Zhou Yuanmo, since you took care of Jiang Nu for your lord in a deserted mountain valley, I found that something was wrong with you. What happened to you with your lord? Is it because of Jiang Nu? Over the years, we have never had any differences... The lord is indeed deceived by Jiang Nu, but you don't have to use this way to disturb the overall situation to vent your anger. If you don't take our plans seriously, I advise you not to act with us anymore, go back to your hometown in Yangzhou as soon as possible to get married and have children, and live a safe life."

Zhou Yuanmo finally moved, raised his arms, raised his eyes and looked at Lu Xun, sneering coldly: "Go back to his hometown in Yangzhou? Where can I have a home?"

The dark eyes were filled with coldness.

Lu Xun felt that he was speechless as he spoke, so he took two steps back, looking at Zhou Yuanmo's cold eyes, unable to speak.

Zhou Yuanmo showed a decadent look on his face and said softly: "You just think I am drunk in the bar. Yesterday, I drank with Meng Jian and my lord. After returning at night, I didn't fall asleep. Today, the alcohol smell has not yet dissipated, so I am a little confused when doing things."

"I think you are very sober. It is clearly just deliberately looking for trouble. What's wrong with you is just telling me. If you don't say it, who knows what you are thinking in your heart?" Lu Xun blamed.

Zhou Yuanmo lay down in frustration and exhaustion, not wanting to continue answering his words.

Lu Xun was anxious and had no choice but to do anything about him. He wandered around his bed for a few times. Seeing that he was silent all the time, he sighed helplessly and left the tent.

After he left, Zhou Yuanmo slowly got up and sat on the edge of the couch, holding something tightly in his hand, and a cold light shone in his eyes.

He took off the cloak hanging on the wooden screen on the side, frowned and put it on, endured the pain and walked slowly to the edge of the desk placed on the right side of the military tent, and hurriedly grinded ink and pen to write a few lines of words on the flat blank silk book, then quickly cut it into a small square cloth, put it in a small wooden tube, and walked out the window to call the carrier pigeon.

There were three or two clouds in the sky outside the military tent chasing slowly and changing. The carrier pigeon flying out from here shook its wings and soon disappeared into the clouds and mist, disappearing.

In the command of the mansion, Ning Nanyou, who was riding his horse back, grabbed the reins and stopped in front of the mansion. He saw Jiang Chengjia's ox cart slowly coming from the cowshed in the west towards the mansion gate.

Ning Nanyou turned over and got off the horse, left the wind and handed it to the servant who was chasing him closely, and walked towards the ox cart.

Jiang Chengjia was sitting in the ox cart, with a slightly fleshy little jade white hand supporting her small and beautiful chin, and elbowed her elbows on the window, closing her eyes to rest.

Ji Xianzhi took a few servants, carefully guarding the ox cart with him.

Qianshan accompanied him in the car, and the servant who drove a ox cart in the mansion sat on the wooden raft in front.

The speed of ox carts is slower. People ride on the carts, which is much smoother than that of horse carts. In fact, they are more favored by nobles who are respected and have good habits. When traveling or dealing with matters that are not urgent, nobles often use ox carts to drive their way.

Because Jiang Chengjia was very uncomfortable in the past two days, Ji Xianzhi took out the Hou Mansion from the cowshed and settled in Linhe. He only bought a cow after he bought it and hung the rope tied to the carriage on the cow.

Jiang Chengjia didn't sleep last night. Now she is sitting in the car. The scenes she saw in the Book of Destiny are constantly replaying in her mind. She inexplicably feels that those important scenes are covered with a layer of fog. She can't see clearly no matter how she sees it. It feels like she is lost in a forest full of fog, which is very annoying.

She clearly remembered that when Aunt Yungeng opened up her destiny and predicted the disaster, she could still see clearly and remember what kind of scene it was. Somehow, after a morning, I thought about it, and I couldn't remember it any more.

She frowned and thought for a while, then she let go of her carelessness.

Because she thought that she could not rely solely on fate to guide her. After all, if she wanted to change Fu Yang's fate, the entire route would depend on herself.

Qianshan sat beside Jiang Chengjia. Just as the ox cart was slowly shaking, she was a little sleepy and narrowed her eyes. Suddenly, the curtain of the car seemed to have opened a slit, and a cool breeze poured into it.

She opened her eyes and saw a young man wearing a black robe with python pattern lifting the curtain from outside and crawling in.

Qianshan was about to call out a voice when she saw the young man making a gesture of silence in time and signaling her to get off the car and accompany her.

Qianshan nodded immediately, bent down and walked carefully to the outside of the curtain.

The young man stood close to the wall of the ox cart and made way for her.

Qianshan jumped out of the ox cart, followed Ji Xianzhi, and continued to move forward with several servants protecting the ox cart.

Jiang Chengjia closed his eyes and thought about something. He was very immersed in the mood. He didn't notice that the car stopped, nor did he notice that the person around him had changed.

The young man in black sat down beside her, looking at her closing her eyes and resting, looking at her calm and peaceful appearance, showing a doting smile, and gently embraced her into her arms.

Jiang Chengjia was startled at first, but before she opened her eyes, thinking that Qianshan wanted her to lie down and rest, so she said lazily: "I'm not sleepy. You don't have to worry about me."

"I kept closing my eyes and still said I wasn't sleepy?" Ning Nanyou coaxed softly.

Jiang Chengjia heard the sound of a deep and crisp sound as pleasant as a spring, and remembered it in her ears. She opened her eyes and turned her head to look at the people beside her.

This face looks like a beautiful jade, and the young man in black-clothed clothes smiled gently at her, "If you are sleepy, you will lean on me and sleep for a while."

"When did the lord come? I didn't notice it at all?" Jiang Chengjia was stunned, questioning whether there was something wrong with his ears, and he didn't listen to any movement.

"Just come." Ning Nanyou stretched out his big palm, rubbed her soft and smooth hair and said softly: "Maybe you are thinking about something, so you didn't realize that I'm coming."

Jiang Chengjia retreated into his arms as he hugged him.

"But I am too addicted to my thoughts." She smiled slightly and snuggled in his arms.

Ning Nanyou gently scraped the tip of her nose and said indulge in love: "What are you thinking, are you so enchanting?"

"It's nothing, I just think about it again. The one who walks with Shuihe and Black Tea is a little guard under me, named Song Yang. He has been living in a village outside the countryside to take care of Shuihe and Black Tea. I think... If Shuihe and Black Tea are brought into the mansion, he should have followed him."

Ning Nanyou heard Zhou Yuanmo mention that in the barren mountains and valleys, in addition to Qianshan, there was also a one-eyed boy following behind him. I think this is Song Yang.

He pondered for a moment, and felt that the one-eyed boy had lived in the same village with Shuihe and Black Tea for more than half a month. He thought he had known a lot of things. If he let him go, he was afraid that it would be inappropriate, so he followed Jiang Chengjia's wishes and said, "If you want to bring him into the mansion, let him walk with Shuihe and Black Tea."

Jiang Chengjia knew that he could think about it and worry about something. He guessed that she would not need to say more, Ning Nanyou would agree, so he responded softly, leaned in his arms, closed his eyes and said in a daze: "As soon as you come, I am really sleepy..."

Ning Nanyou laughed softly and coaxed: "Let's sleep with me."

The little girl in her arms, her slender hands tightly clutching her chest, and she squinted her eyes and fell asleep.

Leading the road by Qianshan, the ox cart staggers to the village on the outskirts of the city.

Seeing that the destination had reached, Ji Xianzhi put the little slap in, got on the car board and called in, "Lord, daughter, we are here."

Jiang Chengjia leaned against Ning Nan's worries and slept soundly, but he could not hear any sound.

The young man lowered his eyes and swept over her quiet sleeping face, feeling a little reluctant to wake her up.

So he opened the curtains and waved to Qianshan who was standing beside the ox cart and said softly: "You and Uncle Ji will go directly to the village and take the three of them out. I will not go there."

Qianshan was a little surprised and stretched her neck to look into the car window. Seeing Ning Nanyou carefully embracing Jiang Chengjia who was sleeping with one hand, she nodded and smiled, "So I obey the order."

Ji Xianzhi heard Ning Nanyou's instructions through a floor of car curtains, and silently got off the car board and walked towards the entrance of the village with Qianshan.

Jiang Chengjia was so tired that she slept very heavily. The sleepy feeling came up and locked her into her dream.

When Qianshan led Shuihe, Black Cha and Song Yang returned home, she didn't know.

I woke up and was already lying on the bed in the North Courtyard, while Ning Nanyou was leaning against the couch, holding a book in his hand and reading it carefully.

Jiang Chengjia scratched his head, looked around, and felt confused, and murmured softly: "Why am I back?"

Ning Nanyou heard the movement, turned his head to look at her, and said gently: "Are you awake?"

The little girl was a little confused, hugged the bedding, and looked at him in confusion.

"You're sleeping too hard, and you don't even know how to go home." Ning Nanyou stood up and pinched her chubby little face and said, "Shuihe and the other two have brought it back. Uncle Ji is making arrangements for them. I will come to the North Courtyard to pay you a favor later."

Jiang Chengjia slept for a long time, and now she was dizzy and dozed off. She tried to stare at him with her eyes, looking a little cute.

Ning Nanyou was amused by her confused look and whispered: "If you are still sleepy, then continue to sleep for a while, right?"
Chapter completed!